Chapter 312: Mood Transformation
Xiao Keke struggled to fix the end of the bridge of death, so that the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden could not operate the bridge.
Primordial, Tongtian, Zhun Ti, Chi You and the others approached together, and the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden had finally changed color by now, and she knew that these people wanted to destroy her.
Single-handedly, she has already lost, now is the time to ask for an explanation, in the realm of demi-ancestors, everyone is very decisive, when they make a move, they will not frown at all.
"I want to leave Ruoshui's body ......" This is Xiao Chen's last wish, Ruoshui's spiritual sense has been completely crushed, and he no longer has too many illusions.
"It's just a shell, what's the use of keeping it. The Tongtian Sect Master snorted coldly.
Primordial also nodded and said, "If you keep your body, you can't kill Qinglian." ”
At this point, it was impossible for the half-ancestors to let Qinglian escape. Even if it is for the sake of the bridge to death, it is impossible for everyone to stop there.
Zhun Ti held the seven-colored fierce sword and aimed it at Qinglian, but he faced Xiao Chen and asked calmly, "To kill or not to kill?"
The four swords of the Tongtian Sect Master rose together, and also pointed at the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden, the sword blade was extremely cold, and the cold light was shining, waiting for him to open his mouth to decide.
To kill or not to kill?
This is very cruel to Xiao Chen, the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden must not stay, and there will be endless disasters to let her go, but ...... What if the body of the water is going to be destroyed? Is it going to be destroyed because of this? It really doesn't leave a trace of the world.
What to do?
Do you swing a butcher knife at the body of a former lover?
It's a difficult problem, "Haha......" Qinglian Heavenly Maiden laughed.
Xiao Chen had never had such a difficult choice as he did now. It was a painful and difficult choice. He became silent. I thought quietly for a long time.
If the water is gone. The empty meat shell is here. What's the use of staying? Kill Qinglian. to be able to give Ruoshui an explanation. Sacrifice Ruoshui with the order of Qinglian!
There was silence for a long time. He had such a plan.
Let her ** melt away like this, staying for Qinglian's use is an insult and a blasphemy.
"Kill ......" Xiao Chen yelled and made a painful decision. With his hair flying, he closed his eyes. The corners of his eyes were moist, and tears were sliding down his face.
The moment he shouted, he felt like he was collapsed. Ruthless people? He felt broken when he made such a decision. I feel terrible.
The Heavenly Sect Master, who shook the four realms, was the first to make a move, and the four fierce swords rose together, slashing forward at the same time. The quasi-Daoist followed, and the light of the seven-colored fierce sword bloomed, and he immediately slashed down. Primordial holding an ancient staff, tearing through the space and sweeping across.
Half Ancestors Move Together.
"You are so ruthless......" Qinglian Heavenly Maiden stared at Xiao Chen. So said.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes suddenly. He saw Qinglian's desperate expression, but why was that look so much like water? Disappointment, loneliness, desolation, confusion...... Intertwined, that beautiful face is so heartbreaking. His heart ached all of a sudden, why was this happening?
"Kill!"
The Half Ancestor shouted in unison, and the murderous aura shattered the sky, causing the stars outside the sky to shake.
At this moment, the entire human world began to be in turmoil.
The half-ancestors really showed no mercy, and they all did their best.
Xiao Chen watched as the figure on the bridge to the sky shattered, and then his eyes blurred, and the crystal liquid continued to roll down.
Once a dream, for her in the immortal realm of penance, finally returned to the world, but the soul was broken, with a ruthless method to forcibly cut off the figure from the heart, to now recall the past, although there is no sad song, but the heart is mourning.
He felt like crying, and the tears fell silently.
After all, it is a dream empty flower, and in the end it is still an empty one.
Obscure...... The figure gradually blurred in his heart, Xiao Chen was horrified to find that the memory in an instant would disappear quickly, and it was impossible to feel the past again.
Even the past events that Chen Fang had told him were being crushed by a mysterious force and would cease to exist.
This is really an ironic and cruel ending, and it is impossible to even recall the past, which has become a luxury.
The place that used to be completely disappeared from the heart.
Perhaps, he didn't know that there was a girl named Ruoshui who had ever appeared in his life memory.
Thinking of this, he sang a sad song.
It's getting more and more blurry, and I really want to forget it again, and the figure is fading away in my heart, about to wear out.
Wordless sorrow, even the right to remember will cease to exist.
A wordless ending...... It is also unforgettable to break through the sky, several cold and summer life and death disasters, and finally ushered in the return day, but in the end it was a dream, fragmented, and everything turned into nothingness.
Xiao Chen's heart was silent, and his face was withered, as if he had aged for a hundred years in an instant.
Without the memory of the Yiren, bitterness, a wordless end, the most ruthless end, but the feeling of bitterness and loneliness was forever imprinted in his heart.
There are no memories, but the feeling of loss and sadness is forever imprinted in my heart, which is a terrible torture.
The farewell on the bridge of death, Xiao Chen will feel sad in this life and this life.
The ripples were dotted, the figure of the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden dissipated, and all the half-ancestors surrounded the stone bridge, which was able to open the stone bridge to the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm, and no one cared.
"Huh......"
Someone made an exclamation, and on the bridge of death, a lotus stone carving was vivid, as if it was really growing there.
There was no pattern on the bridge of death, but at this moment, there was an additional carved picture of a lotus flower.
"It's ...... The body of the Blue Lotus Heavenly Maiden?!"
"He's a stone carving on the bridge of death?!"
Even if it is a half-ancestor, it has changed color, and one of the carved pictures on the bridge of death has become the climate after endless years, so this bridge is really amazing!
On an old stone bridge. Full of the vicissitudes of time, the scratches on the knife, sword, and halberd are clear and real, and it is conceivable that there was a strong man standing on the bridge to fight a decisive battle before the endless years, and that should be ...... Not a person at the half-ancestor level.
Because it is difficult for the magic weapons of several half-ancestors to leave such a heavy mark on the stone bridge.
Three swords were plunged into the stone bridge. Motionless, several half-ancestors did not pull it out, and after flying onto the stone bridge, they all fell into silence.
"That's ......"
Xiao Chen's heart trembled, and he saw that next to the lotus carved place, there was a hazy figure. Desolation, helplessness, sadness, despair, loneliness, confusion...... It was a picture of Ruoshui's physical body, a heartbreaking carving.
Why is this so? How could her figure be imprinted on the bridge of death? Providence is so. Don't you want him to forget? Xiao Chen's heart trembled, he grabbed the battle sword that was fixed in Paradise Lost, and came to the moment tremblingly, meditating and concentrating. The woman's stone carving was dug up.
The eyes of the surrounding half-ancestors were extremely fierce, and when they saw that he had not damaged the main body of the stone bridge, they didn't say anything.
Xiao Chen put Ruoshui's carving into Paradise Lost, and in the face of that sad and desperate look, he was trembling and difficult to face.
He erected a stone tablet next to the carved picture and engraved the word Ruoshui. Even though the memories disappeared soon after. You will also know the woman's name.
After doing this, Xiao Chen smashed his sword into Paradise Lost. He never thought that there would be such a tired day, and said weakly to Keke: "Put down the stone bridge." Let's go. ”
The little beast is also a little unbearable, although Paradise Lost is extraordinary, but its owner has wasted too much time in the past few years, and its cultivation has not improved, and it is difficult to take the stone bridge into it.
"Boom"
The moment Keke opened the Heavenly Death Bridge, the bridge erupted with a monstrous energy fluctuation, which actually shook the eleven half-ancestors back, but then they rushed over again, and the group surrounded it.
Xiao Chen didn't want to fight for this bridge, first, he was unable to fight, and second, he had no intention of fighting. The sorrow was left forever, and he felt that the whole world was gray, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.
Flying to the side of the old man Taihao, and taking one last look at Qingqing, who was still sleeping quietly, Xiao Chen took Keke into a ray of light and rushed into the distance.
Chi You said: "If you have something to do to find me in Changyang Mountain, I will soon go there to save a friend from trouble." ”
Taihao and Xuanwu Ancestor also spread the sound at the same time, and they will work together to teach the Qing Qing method, and they can come overseas to find something.
The primordial voice said in a cold voice: "If the people of the Qinglian Heavenly Maiden Earth Gate come to seek revenge, they will have us to resist. After that, the two do not owe each other, and the cause and effect are over. ”
The Tongtian Sect Master and the Quasi-Daoist also nodded yes. Xiao Chen didn't respond, and flew all the way towards Kyushu.
Ruoshui's figure finally disappeared completely in his heart, but he still felt unspeakable sadness, and later he only knew that he had lost a very important person, but he was about to forget who it was.
"Babbling......" The little beast gently grabbed a lock of Xiao Chen's long hair and looked at him with some concern.
Going home, Xiao Chen has only one thought at this moment, that is, to return to his hometown and return to that warm home.
Outside the mountain, after seeing Xiao Chen at the entrance of the village, he smiled stupidly.
Xiao Chen's parents were very happy to see him come back, the wanderer was outside, and the old man was most worried, besides, Xiao Chen had been missing for eight years.
For the next three whole months, Xiao Chen did not go to look for Liu Dui, Yizhen and others, and did not leave the house at all. He became dazed, feeling that he had lost his direction now, and seemed to have no goal to strive for, like a lonely boat in the sea.
Where do we go from here?
Stronger, stronger? He suddenly lost that momentum.
He languished and fell into a state of powerlessness.
Xiao Chen's parents were anxious in their eyes, they sensed Xiao Chen's loss, although he was smiling every day, but the mother and son were connected, father and son were by nature, how could they not feel that bitter smile.
His parents forcibly pushed him out of the house, and his teenage playmates Da Zhou, Xiaohu, Er Bing, Xiucai, Bald Head and others forcibly dragged him to the county seat to visit the temple fair.
After being closed at home for three months, he suddenly came to the downtown area with a lot of people, which suddenly made Xiao Chen's silent heart shake a few times, from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and in a short moment, Xiao Chen had a little sudden understanding. Stillness and movement are so distinct at this moment, from one environment to another, and even the mentality is different in an instant.
In the following month, he was often dragged out by a group of childhood friends, to fish in the Yellow River, to hunt in the wilderness, to trek to the distant Gobi, and to listen to books in Baicaotang.
Xiao Chen's confused heart slowly became firm, and he gradually regained himself.
A very important woman in his life has disappeared, and he has forgotten what she looks like, but there is still a way to go, why let the mentality stay at the moment of "loss"? Disappear after all, it will disappear, it is useless to blame himself for decadence, he still needs to move on.
Maybe that mysterious force helped him cut off the woman's shadow on its own, and it was also for him to keep going.
Xiao Chen's mood is slowly changing, and he has a feeling of seeing the light of day through the clouds.
"Whether it's ruthlessness or determination, there is still a way to go, and I decided to start again. ”
With eight phases of extreme speed, he traveled in the East China Sea, traveled in the western frontier at dusk, walked through the Gobi, and entered the grassland, and in the next two months, his mood underwent a real transformation.
Accustomed to appreciating the spring flowers and autumn moons, stepping into the murderous battlefield, there will be a different feeling. Living in the downtown for a long time, trekking through the desolation of the Gobi, there is a unique experience. When you are accustomed to seeing the murmuring of the brook and watching the roar of the sea, you will have a kind of understanding.
He had never practiced for a few months, but Xiao Chen's cultivation was surging, his state of mind was improving, and his cultivation realm was also transforming, and he had actually stepped into the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Sky Realm.
This made Xiao Chen feel deeper, and unconsciously, he carried out a journey of heart refining.
"Who can sing all the way in life?" this is his biggest insight.
If there is no riot of haze and rain clouds, how can there be the splendid high hanging of the colorful rainbow; if there is no dim end of the sunset, how can there be the vigorous regeneration of the morning glow; if there is no gray trough of life, how can it set off the lofty state of mind that can see the mountains and small mountains.
A different perspective, a different mindset, a new look at the past, everything will be very different.
Seeing Xiao Chen's refreshed energy, the happiest thing was Keke, the little thing hugged the Yin Wood Ginseng Fruit and ate it happily, no longer sleeping like before.
Full of surging power, Xiao Chen's martial arts body has taken it to the next level, although there is a lack of spiritual energy in Kyushu, but the pure martial artist is completely excavating the power of his own body, and there is no need for external aura, which has no effect on Xiao Chen.
He wants to become stronger, he will be at the top of the mountain, and he will see all the mountains at a glance, this is his goal.
A woman in her life has gone with the wind, although there is a faint sourness, but she is no longer obsessed with the past. He felt unfettered now, and nothing could stop him from climbing the Extreme Martial Realm.
This is a great era, martial arts, spells, souls, and qi will reappear in the world sooner or later, and he can't dodge it, he can only forge ahead.
When Xiao Chen re-entered the cultivation realm, news after news came to him.
The dragon king fought in the four fields, and the blood stained the sea for thousands of miles. At that time, all the little dragon kings of Dragon Island showed their full display in the human world, and with the support of the big forces to which they belonged, they fought in the human world, competing for the dragon qi of the ancestral dragon and competing for the position of the ancestral dragon.
Dayu, descendants and other half-ancestors in the Xiuzhen realm came to the world, and there was constant friction with Zhun Ti, primitive, Tongtian and others, but they did not really start a war, and now they are recruiting disciples, and there are signs of preaching in the human world.
Chi You shook Changyang Mountain strongly, and was about to rescue an ancient god of war who had been sealed for endless years, but returned several times in vain.
The Xiuzhen Realm and the younger generation of the Immortal Realm are constantly confronting, from Kyushu to overseas, and there are signs of setting up the ring to compete for the first emperor of the younger generation.